Peter Price

An electronic scheme promised lots
From coherently joined nanodots.
But when Coulomb blockaded
The gadgets abraded,
And converted their white noise to shots.

While bemused by my whirling screen saver,
I imagined a new lepton flavor.
But I'll yet make my mark
With a loftier top quark,
Or an anyon bigger and braver.

A youthful encoder named Alice
Has tunnelled from Dover to Calais:
Since her heart failed to throb
While entangled with Bob,
An oblivious transfer to the Gallish.
* 'Calais' as spoken in Maine

Since the Unending Frontier's demise,
A change of perspective seems wise.
For no grants will be hatched
With string theories attached,
While society's eye's on the prize.

I sing the Am. Phys. Soc's first century,
And our labors both bookish and venturey.
Now our Physical Reviews
Come in multiple hues,
Wherein none of it seems elementary.

Copenhagen's view may be correct,
In entangling observe and effect.
Still it seems to me that
Only Schro"dinger's cat
Knows which side of a door to select.

Another great Dane has made free
With a question of Be or Not be.
Now might Schro"dinger's puss,
In descending by Schuss,
Leave one track on each side of a tree?